Lion Heart

His dark eyes took me in, and I wondered what they would look like if he fell in love

[isabelle-grant]

tracewilkins:

“Read it many times, Noah always demands that book.” Trace moved across the room to the playmat the twins were on and picked up Cooper. “I’m here for him, guys’ day out.” Glancing back at Isabelle, his eyebrows furrowed. “What’s got you so distracted?”

Isabelle looked back down at the book and chuckled, “Yeah I always have Mike read it to him as I get the twins ready for bed.” She grinned at her son then looked her brother, sighing in defeat. “I lost my wedding ring--I didn’t lose...I misplaced it.”

[isabelle-grant]

       “Where did I put it--oh..hey I didn’t see you there, have you read this book...it’s uh...rather interesting?” Isabelle glanced down at the cover and quickly place it back on the book shelf. “So! What brings you around?”

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2x04 // 3x20

[isabelle-grant]

michael-grant:

“Hey, if I wanted to be a perv I would’ve offered to massage them, so there.” Michael pulled up a chair across from hers, sitting and lifting Isabelle’s feet onto his lap. “He’ll adjust, eventually. He’s already worn through his excitement for spending time with me, as soon as we arrived he was inseparable from Alice. As for massaging your feet, I’m only allowed to do it lightly now. Doc said something about acupuncture spots and if the right-wrong one was hit you could go into labor, and that’s the last thing we need while being back on the island.”

“No, that would be super painful.” She lightly slapped his arm, a tiny moan escape her lips.  Feeling her feet sigh with relief from his movement. “At least he wouldn’t be upset as much now he’ll be around Alice. But we want that, maybe not on the island but honey. I don’t think I can handle waddling around like a duck.”

[isabelle-grant]

michael-grant:

“Okay but you have to admit…your boobs look great.” He set that last of the cushions down on the chair before motioning her to sit. “Don’t give Noah any more reasons to dislike them before they’re actually here. Now, put your feet up and relax–I won’t take no for an answer.”

“Okay you perv, keep it rated PG.” Isabelle rolled her eyes, her hand over her stomach as she slowly sat down without an argument. “He’s already mad that I can’t hold him. He was an only child for so long, having two new siblings will take the attention off him and I don’t think he will like them anyways. Please massage my feet.”

[isabelle-grant]

“The one thing that they didn’t tell anyone about pregnancy, the amount of my boobs hurting. Jesus–can these damn spawns come out already?” Isabelle groaned, leaning her head back against the wall, feeling bloated and the fact she constantly had to pee. 

[miss-lindsay-campbell]

Lindsay bit back her jealousy, the way she always did, and gave Isabelle a sincere smile. “I am very sorry your boobs hurt, Izzy,” she attempted to say with a straight face, failing miserably before placing a hand on her friend’s shoulder. “Do you have a due date already?”

[isabelle-grant]

“Doctors said some time in January. I believe the second week, but my mom said don’t expect them to be born on said date since it’s my first pregnancy.” Isabelle explained with a grin on her face. “How have you been Lindsay? How’s Alice?”

[isabelle-grant]

“A majestic dolphin or lion, okay you are going to make me cry Courtney because I have no control of my emotions lately.” Isabelle laughed, but she wasn’t kidding she could honestly feel the sting of tears in her eyes, clearing her throat, her hand going on top of her stomach when she felt a movement.

“With Michael yes, it was an interesting experience to be honest. Not being offered water at a restaurant was what caught me off guard since you know we always give out free water in america when we go out to eat and yeah that threw me into a loop. But the British men and their accents was very lovely. Don’t tell Michael I said that.”

[courtney-worth-blog]

isabelle-grant:

Isabelle grabbed a seat, feeling her feet sigh in relief. “I have another four weeks the doctor said, four weeks Courtney. I constantly threaten Michael on getting me knocked up. Sorry I’m whining, I’ve been doing that a lot lately when I couldn’t see my feet. How have you been?”

“That’s okay,” Courtney chuckled at Isabelle’s repetition, beaming at the mention of Michael. “You’re allowed to whine.” She shrugged before peering at Isabelle’s feet. “They’re still there. I promise,” Courtney raised a hand to cover the smile that appeared following her bad joke. “Sorry, that was lame. I’ve been spending too much time with kids.” 

[isabelle-grant]

Isabelle laughed, nudging her with her swollen foot. “Oh gosh, Noah is mad that I can’t hold him so Michael has to pay extra attention him since me, the whale can’t exactly bend over or else I won’t be able to get back up. How’s working somewhere completely different?”

[courtney-worth-blog]

isabelle-grant:

“The one thing that they didn’t tell anyone about pregnancy, the amount of my boobs hurting. Jesus–can these damn spawns come out already?” Isabelle groaned, leaning her head back against the wall, feeling bloated and the fact she constantly had to pee. 

Courtney grinned, pulling out the chair beside her so that Isabelle could sit down. “I think you have to ask them nicely for them to obey you,” she instructed, her eyes bright. “How much time do you have left in your pregnancy again?” 

[isabelle-grant]

Isabelle grabbed a seat, feeling her feet sigh in relief. “I have another four weeks the doctor said, four weeks Courtney. I constantly threaten Michael on getting me knocked up. Sorry I’m whining, I’ve been doing that a lot lately when I couldn’t see my feet. How have you been?”

[isabelle-grant]

“The one thing that they didn’t tell anyone about pregnancy, the amount of my boobs hurting. Jesus--can these damn spawns come out already?” Isabelle groaned, leaning her head back against the wall, feeling bloated and the fact she constantly had to pee. 

[lhale-news]

lucyhale Taking overalls to a whole new level with Elvis.

[alethia-del-castillo]

“Alright, let’s see how we are going to fix this.” Alethia thought in silence for a while before smiling, facing Isabelle again. “First, we are getting you coffee. Then, when you are no longer looking like you are going to murder a baby penguin, we are going to get pizza. You just can’t bring that kind of negativity to a pizza place, Izzy. And then we are going to find a day for you to take off, and maybe I’ll even babysit Noah so you and Mike can have a calm day. How about that?”

[isabelle-grant]

“I won’t murder a baby penguin. That’s just harsh.” Isabelle object, glowering at her friend before sighing. “Fine, I’m starving anyways. Let’s go before I change my mind and go home to try to catch some sleep which probably won’t work and I’ll be up again redecorating Noah’s room.”

[evan--maxwell]

Evan pulled the headphones from his ears when he stopped running to hear Isabelle. He tilted his head, eyebrows bunched when she spoke. “I wasn’t trying to scare you,” he told her truthfully, hoping not to seem dismissive. He started to coil the headphone’s chord, Isabelle’s words prying his concern. “Are you alright?” 

[isabelle-grant]

“Just a little sick, it’s no big deal.” Isabelle shrugged her shoulders. She turned her gaze toward him, lift her hand to block the sun, “Why are you running it’s hot out? You might keel over.” 

[michael-grant]

“I’ve learned my lesson about lying to you, no more.” Nodding, Mike rested his arm around her shoulder. “It is, Mrs. Old Person, and Noah would like to celebrate with you.”

[isabelle-grant]

Isabelle chuckled, “Then I can’t wait for what you guys planned.”

[beachismyescape]

[isabelle-grant]

"What a lovely day for a birthday, with a piglet"

[michael-grant]

“One, you already look like a sleep deprived person. Two, Noah has an early birthday gift for you back in the cabin, he didn’t want to wait.”

[isabelle-grant]

“Oh thanks, you’re suppose to lie to your wife even if she looks terrible,” Isabelle chuckled, her face turned to confusion as she looked at him. “Birthday gift--is it already June?”

[alethia-del-castillo]

“Wasn’t going to, sunshine,” Alethia scoffed, falling on the bench next to her friend. “I was going to tackle you and buy you a drink, but it looks like you are in desperate need of coffee instead. What’s up?”

[isabelle-grant]

Isabelle felt queasy at the thought of drinking, which was a first, normally she would be all up for it. “I’m okay with some caffeine in me. Nothing, just haven’t been sleeping well and my night job at the bar is taking a toll."